"Ouch......"

The smashed barbarian soldier covered his head and shouted happily and suspiciously:

"Damn, Lao Tzu was hit on the head by Yan Bing's stone, fortunately Lao Tzu is wearing a helmet, otherwise his head will bloom. Mine, what kind of stone did you smash even my helmet?"

"Huh?"

A barbarian soldier picked up the bomb on the ground, looked at it over and over again, and then asked:

"It's not a stone, it's a big round iron ball, no wonder it will break your helmet. These hateful Yan soldiers can't help us with stones, and they actually use iron balls. ”

"Huh, why is this iron ball still smoking?"

"Stupid, I don't understand this. Smash it down so high and smash it into smoke!"

"You're stupid, can you still smash the iron ball into smoke?"

"Oops, a smoking iron ball has fallen from our side, too. ”

"What the hell is this thing? Yan Jun really wants to kill us with this thing?"

"Show it to Lao Tzu, ouch, this thing looks good!"

A barbarian soldier with a hundred men in his hand turned around with a bomb and looked at it, studying.

"Hey, the line on this thing is burned out, why is he still smoking? It's weird, it's weird......"

"Boom ......"

After a shocking explosion, the hundred-man who was studying the iron ball could no longer find a complete part. Even the barbarian soldiers around him suffered numerous casualties.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

The explosion under the city wall rang out, the barbarian soldiers were so dense that each explosion carried a lot of human parts flying.

Because the Yan soldiers all threw bombs under the ladder, because there were the most dense barbarian soldiers.

As a result, while the barbarian soldiers were killed, many of the ladders were blown in half. Even if you erect it again, you won't be able to climb to the top of the city wall.

After the explosion, the surviving barbarian soldiers were all confused. His ears and brain were buzzing, and he couldn't come back to his senses.

The worst of them were the brutes who were injured but still dead, rolling on the ground one by one, wailing in pain.

The heart-rending screams are terrifying to listen to.

It's miserable, it's miserable, just by listening to the voice, you know it's miserable.

The barbarian generalissimo Brera has been standing on the hillside watching the battle of Jiangzhou City.

He didn't know how many firearms the Yan army had, and he actually let his men lose tens of thousands of people when they charged close to the city wall.

Brera was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe. Fortunately, although there were heavy casualties, the result was good. His men managed to rush under the city walls.

His people set up a ladder to climb up, as long as they rushed to the city wall, with his remaining army of 100,000, they would soon be able to take Jiangzhou City and kill the 50,000 hateful sailors.

Although the losses were a bit heavy, he finally won the battle. As long as you can completely annihilate the water battalion, take Jiangzhou City, and rescue Marshal Harrean, no matter how big the price is, it will be a great achievement and worth it.

However, seeing that success is in sight, and those who see him only need to work harder, they will be able to hold a celebration party.

But at this critical juncture, under the city walls around Jiangzhou City, there was suddenly an inexplicable rumbling sound of the ground shaking the mountains.

He saw it most vividly here, and the entire Jiangzhou City was ringing under the surrounding walls. It was accompanied by bursts of sand and dust.

Then, Brera was depressed. Because the place he wanted to see was covered in dust, and he stood a little far away, and he couldn't see what was going on inside until the dust cleared.

Brera's heart was suddenly messy, and the sound of the ground shaking gave him the feeling that it would never be a good thing.

This kind of sound and movement was not made by his side, it must have been caused by Yan Jun. Yan Jun made such a big move, how could there be a good thing?

Finally, on the other side of the battlefield, a hundred people with a few barbarian soldiers hurried over, and when they came to him, they knelt down directly and said:

"Report to the Generalissimo, the Yan army doesn't know what new weapon was used, the sound is terrible, deafening, powerful, and the earth shakes. In just ten or twenty breaths, we have lost our troops and suffered heavy casualties!"

Brera was furious when he heard this, is there any difference between you and this? He asked with anger in his breath:

"Are you sure that this is Yan Jun's new weapon?"

When the hundred leaders saw that Brera's anger was almost unbearable, they were immediately frightened and felt bad. He replied tremblingly:

"Report to the Generalissimo, I can't be sure, but this happened in the midst of the battle between our two armies, who else could it be if it wasn't theirs?"

Brera was finally furious, and shouted:

"Bastard, the answer is not what you asked. What the commander wants to ask is, are you sure what kind of weapon it is, have you seen it, what does it look like?"

At that time, the barbarian soldiers who could see the bombs basically went to receive a boxed lunch. The barbarian soldiers who were not bombed had never seen the big iron ball bomb at all. The explosion was basically inexplicable.

The hundred people regretted it, he just seized the opportunity to get familiar with the face in front of the marshal.

He prepared well in advance and mentally prepared the manuscript to be able to describe things so clearly, which is already good.

But who would have thought that the marshal would be so difficult to serve?

Damn, it's okay, what are you doing here to show your face? It's okay, what kind of sycophants are you doing when you learn from others?

He knelt on the ground and said weakly:

"I haven't seen it, but I've seen it so powerful not far away that it has killed and injured countless warriors in our neighborhood. The sand that shook and flew up hurt my face. ”

This thing didn't even understand that it was called an explosion, so he used a shock word to describe it randomly. It can be seen that he has never even seen a weapon that can explode, or even heard of it.

Brera asked with a straight face:

"How far was it?"

The Hundred Elders replied honestly:

"It's about 20 steps. ”

Brera was so angry that he walked around twice before asking:

"How many casualties did we suffer in this incident?"

This?

The hundred people were about to cry, for the sake of his head, he didn't dare not know such words. can only be weak and weak:

"Report to the Generalissimo, this cannot be counted yet, but according to visual estimates, the casualties are probably between 10,000 and 30,000. ”

"What?"

Brera's eyes were so shocked that her eyes almost popped out.

In just a dozen or twenty breaths, there was such a sudden uproar, and the casualties were as high as twenty or thirty thousand.

Although this is only a visual estimate.

However, those veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time may not be in school but are right in this school

After a battle, no matter how big the battlefield is, as long as you can see the end at a glance. They went and gave a casual glance and gave a range of casualty figures. The actual casualty figure is certainly within that range.

This product is a hundred people long, and it is estimated that this thing is even more popular.

He visually measured 1~30,000 casualties, and the specific casualty data must have not run in this area.